The man who would change all their days was sitting in a glass-walled office on the 10th floor of News International’s headquarters next to St Katherine’s Dock in Wapping.

Through the window of his son James’s office, Rupert Murdoch could see Tower Bridge, the unfinished Shard skyscraper, the towers of the City and the river Thames winding towards Westminster.

In the corridor outside the door, James’s full-sized replica of the Star Wars villain Darth Vader stood in its customary position, mutely guarding the crucial meeting that was about to call a halt to a 13-month takeover endeavour.

I was none of those people. I was researching a piece I'm writing. I always read the comments section in case someone adds something, you know... useful. Clearly not in this case. Still it was the best comment section I've read in a while.